The Whole Cultivation World Wants To Revive The Venerable

Yes, for the sake of the safety of the comprehension world, you should draw your sword...

But Qiu Wanyou knew from the beginning to the end that he agreed to let Yao Zhengzhong go to the eye of the Fushen formation, not because of the so-called righteousness of the cultivation world. It's his selfishness.

His own behavior, but he is ashamed of Fuyue, and even ashamed of repairing the real world.

"...want to kill you." Qiu Wanyou whispered this sentence instinctively, but as soon as the words fell, he immediately reacted: If Fuyue misunderstood that he did it because of righteousness in the cultivation world, He might hate himself. But if Fuyue knew the real purpose of his little calculations at the beginning, Fuyue would only look down on herself completely.

Thinking of this, Qiu Wanyou's heart was full of panic.

He looked at the Jiang Jiang sword in his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Do it..." Qiu Wanyou slowly closed his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You...you are not wrong."

"No mistake?" Li Fuyue's tone also rose at this moment.

After rebirth, when he suddenly heard this word, he only felt absurd.

But Qiu Wanyou never felt that Ji Jiangjian was so heavy that he could even lift it by himself.

Admit your selfishness? Or is it really facing Li Fuyue with his sword drawn.

He does it all.

Before accepting Li Fuyue as his apprentice, Qiu Wanyou was deeply involved in karma, with a phoenix-like demeanor, as gentle as water. However, at this time, his heart is full of greed, hatred and ignorance, and he will never regain the heart of the mirror.

...For Qiu Wanyou, it may be a very normal thing for him to have some thoughts about his apprentice.

Qiu Wanyou, who was born in a family of comprehension, hates vulgar people and vulgarity the most. And Li Fuyue seemed to be sent to him according to his preferences.

——Li Fuyue used to be the son of a mortal family. The life of seventeen years of immersion in poetry and books, with his fingers dipped in the sun and spring water, made him look less human than the monks who lived in the sleeping palace for a long time; Li Fuyue understood He has sophistication and a simple mind; even his family is ruined, but under the influence of the so-called etiquette and justice, and the concept of monarch and ministers, even his hatred is faint and confused.

Li Fuyue would only stare at the handful of loess in a daze when he was in trouble.

Perhaps from the first time he met Li Fuyue, Qiu Wanyou had already fallen in love with this boy.

Li Fuyue, who is well versed in the world at this time, fits the perfect "immortal" in his heart.

Qiu Wanyou wants Li Fuyue to change. For the next three hundred years, he wanted Li Fuyue to contact the outside world, and even used the time to kill Li Fuyue's concern and affection for his family.

Three hundred years is enough to completely imprison a person's soul.

Li Fuyue's state of mind seemed to stay at the age of seventeen forever, and she even had a little detached state of joy and sorrow.

However, Li Fuyue left the world, but Qiu Wanyou herself was dragged into the world of mortals by his apprentice.

Until now, he has been firmly trapped here by ten feet of Ruanhong.

At this moment, a thick layer of robbery clouds suddenly appeared in the sky above the sword forest, and a strong wind howled, and the flying swords lying on the ground also whimpered again.

Qiu Wanyou hugged Ji Jiangjian tightly, and the piece of white jade between his foreheads slowly split open.

A tribulation thunder rumbled down and struck the forest of swords.

It was as bright as day in here.

"Ah—" Qiu Wanyou let out a suppressed cry of pain.

And the Jiang Jiang Sword in his arms also emitted a faint purple light.

At the end, Qiu Wanyou finally opened his eyes again, he slowly stretched out his hand, and stroked the broken jade on his forehead.

This is moral punishment thunder.

As a soaring monk, Qiu Wanyou failed to return to the world. Even at that moment, his Dao heart was shaken by his obsession.

If this were to be applied to the former Qiu Wanyou, he would have dared to think about it.

"Master..." Li Fenglan read softly.

In any case, Qiu Wanyou was the one who brought him to the fairyland, the one whom he admired for thousands of years when he was young. Seeing the teacher whom I had relied on more than before being punished by Dao in front of my eyes, at that moment, the light of the snowy Meizhou for thousands of years seemed to be shattered by this lightning punishment.

Qiu Wanyou may have long been the former him.

Li Fenglan took a step back silently, while Qiu Wanyou saw that a tear came from the corner of Li Fenglan's eyes without warning.

"Fuyue? Don't cry, don't cry..." Qiu Wanyou was flustered, he finally mustered up the courage to reach out, and slowly moved towards Li Fenglan's cheek, he wanted to wipe away the tears for the person in front of him.

But Li Fenglan actually hid again.

Seeing Li Fenglan turn sideways slightly, he took a deep breath and said to Qiu Wanyou: "Master did nothing wrong back then... After all, you also know that one day you will go crazy and ruin the real world of cultivation."

"Don't say that—" Qiu Wanyou here does not look like a fairy.

Li Fenglan shook her head lightly and said: "These years, I'm too naive... If the master recognizes it, then recognize it."

Li Fenglan was obviously saying "forgive", but the peace in Qiu Wanyou's heart was expanding little by little.

He wanted Li Fenglan to forgive him, and even preferred that the other party hate him.

After saying this sentence, Li Fenglan suddenly looked at Qiu Wanyou, walked forward, and hugged his master tightly in the darkness, in the strong wind, and in the moonlight.

Qiu Wanyou trembling hands, slowly embraced the familiar boy in front of him, his fingertips touched the blood on Li Fenglan's body.

"Fuyue, Master, I beg you... If this is the case, can we still be the same as before?" Qiu Wanyou finally

Yu plucked up the courage to say the most humble and delusional sentence in his life.

But as soon as the words fell, he heard Li Fenglan say in his ear: "Master, go to the realm and continue your life. Li Fuyue has already been expelled from the sect and has nothing to do with you. Even he, He also died a thousand years ago. We will not be involved in the misfortunes and fortunes of life and death in the future."

Qiu Wanyou is his master, and he owes him a karma. But now, that period of cause and effect was finally repaid by Qiu Wanyou's formation just now.

They owed nothing to anyone.

Get involved again.

"Hahaha... get involved again?" Qiu Wanyou finally let go of Li Fenglan, and he took two steps back abruptly.

Li Fenglan, who was dressed in blood, clenched her hands and said these words. He seems to have really let go of all kinds of past lives - hatred, resentment and even the few loves.

Yes, let it go. As Li Fuyue's master, how could Qiu Wanyou know her apprentice?

After hearing this sentence, he immediately understood.

More than hate? Li Fuyue even wanted to blame herself again.

From now on, they are no longer masters and apprentices, but also enemies, but just strangers.

His apprentice had already died thousands of years ago, and this... just a stranger who kept blaming him.

They really got involved as Li Fenglan said just now.

But how could Qiu Wanyou be willing!

However, when Qiu Wanyou said something, Li Fenglan said softly again: "...Master, it's time to return the disciple card to you."

The monks in the Sleeping Palace each have a disciple card, which is regarded as a "meeting gift" given to them by the master, and it was the same for Li Fuyue back then. According to the rules of the Sleeping Palace, after Qiu Wanyou ascended, he no longer needed to wear that thing.

After being expelled from the sect by Sleeping Palace, Li Fuyue's disciple card that was originally placed on Meizhou in the Snowy Land was also taken away by the sect.

But now, that disciple card was placed in the main peak of the Sleeping Palace.

According to the regulations of Sleeping Palace, after the relationship between master and apprentice is broken, the master must take away the apprentice's disciple card.

Hearing Li Fenglan's words, Qiu Wanyou immediately realized what he was going to do.

The moment Li Fenglan turned around, Qiu Wanyou grabbed his arm violently: "! Use! If you... really want to have something to do with it, then, let's get involved."

This sentence was said by Qiu Wanyou through gritted teeth.

If Li Fenglan wants to get the disciple card, there is only one way, and that is to go straight to the main peak of the Sleeping Palace.

In Qiu Wanyou's heart, his apprentice has always been a temperless person. He has never seen the other party be so decisive, so... full of vitality.

But Li Fuyue has really changed, and even his decision is still for herself...

Li Fenglan shook her head slowly and broke free from Qiu Wanyou, and walked away from here with a sword under the gaze of the other party with injuries all over her body.

In the sleeping palace that night, everyone was startled by the fluctuation of spiritual power in the sword forest. And now, more than half of them saw that the little monk Li Fenglan, who had survived two catastrophes in Miguang Mountain a while ago and had a wrong relationship with the fierce beast Cheng Huang, pierced through the sect with his blood-soaked imperial sword and headed straight for the main peak.

Li Fenglan's movement was really too fast, exactly like the speed that his cultivation base should have.

But this is still the most shocking thing, what they saw—the Immortal Master Qiu Wanyou from the world a while ago, actually followed Li Fenglan closely!

In the air here, Li Fenglan could feel the strong wind blowing away from her like a knife. He was injured just now, his blood and warmth are flowing together, but Li Fenglan has no intention of stopping at all.

Until standing on the main peak of the sect.

"Junior Brother Li, do you know why you came to the main peak in the middle of the night?" Zhuang Zhixia, the head apprentice standing in front of all the disciples, asked Li Fenglan seriously with a long sword in her hand.

But Li Fenglan didn't answer her question, "Senior sister, what an offense." After saying this, Li Fenglan directly jumped over dozens of disciples on the main peak, and headed straight for the Yu Ling Palace that ordinary people care about.

"This..." Just as Zhuang Zhixia hesitated and was about to lead someone to chase after him, Jiang Yichang suddenly appeared.

"Wait!" Jiang Yichang glanced at Li Fenglan's leaving back, he pursed his lips and said to the main peak disciples, "Let's all retreat."

"Yes, Master." Zhuang Zhixia shook his teeth, and waved to lead people away from here. As for the disciples on the main peak of Sleeping Palace, all of them cast their fearful gazes at Yu Ling Palace involuntarily.

Is Li Fenglan crazy for trespassing on the main peak of the sect?

The monks on the main peak retreated, and Jiang Yichang went directly to Yu Ling Palace without hesitation.

It was at this moment that Qiu Wanyou, who had followed Li Fenglan closely just now, finally appeared in Yu Ling's palace out of thin air.

So Jiang Yichang just pushed the door open, and what he saw was this scene - Li Fenglan took the white jade disciple plaque on the top of Yuling Hall, while Qiu Wanyou stood a few meters away, reaching out to hold him.

The appearance of these two people... is really weird to the extreme.

The moment he opened the door, Jiang Yichang realized that perhaps he should come here.

Li Fenglan touched the disciple card in her hand with some nostalgia, and then walked towards Qiu Wanyou step by step.

As if he didn't see Jiang Yichang here, he slowly put the disciple card into Qiu Wanyou's hand.

Thousands of luminous pearls are inlaid in the walls of Yuling Hall. Even though it is late at night, the hall is still as bright as day. Until this moment, Jiang Yichang finally saw clearly what Li Fenglan was holding...

"Snowy Meizhou Fuyue Moon"

"This is..." Jiang Yichang stared

His eyes widened, as if he dared to believe what he saw, "Li Fuyue's disciple card?"

As the head of the Sleeping Palace, he naturally knows better than anyone else that there are only two people in this world who can take this disciple card from the offering place——Qiu Wanyou and Li Fuyue.

And at this very moment, Li Fenglan was walking from the high platform holding the disciple card.

The answer is already in front of Jiang Yichang...

Li Fenglan is the second person in the world who can get the disciple card from the offering place, he is Li Fuyue!

At the moment when the word "Li Fuyue" appeared in Jiang Yichang's mind, even the fingertips of the master standing here felt slightly numb.

Possibly... Li Fuyue is already dead, he died in Fushen Formation, how could he appear here? ! How could she change into Li Fenglan?

Jiang Yichang's hand was firmly locked in the door frame, and his joints turned white.

He stood here, watching Li Fenglan walking towards him step by step.

"Master, the disciple card will be returned to you today." The expression on Li Fenglan's face was so pale, which was in great contrast to his blood-soaked clothes.

After saying this, he let go of his hand, and Qiu Wanyou could only consciously accept the disciple cards.

Jiang Yichang heard that the bell hanging on the white jade disciple card was shaking slightly with Qiu Wanyou's hand, breaking the suffocating silence of the room.

Master, if you can call out these two words to Qiu Wanyou, who else can the person in front of you be Li Fuyue?

...

Today's Qiu Wanyou can't say a word.

Thousands of years later, he finally discovered that his apprentice was no longer the "immortal" who knew the world in his heart, but a "human" who had escaped from the world of mortals and purgatory.

Li Fenglan didn't say another word to Qiu Wanyou. He went straight to Jiang Yichang's side, and said to him indifferently: "Sect Master Xianzun, have you seen what happened just now?"

"Ah... yes." Li Fenglan suddenly spoke to herself, Jiang Yichang, who was still immersed in the memories of a thousand years ago, unexpectedly did not respond, and even lost a bit of demeanor.

Now Li Fenglan was standing in front of him, and behind him were thousands of night pearls in Yu Ling's Palace, so that the moonlight lost a little of its brilliance. And Li Fenglan's facial features and even her hair were also set off by the light, which made Jiang Yichang mistakenly think that he was about to become a fairy.

From his point of view, the monk named "Li Fenglan" in front of him is more than seven or eight similar to the former Li Fuyue.

"According to the sect's regulations, he should be locked up in a dark prison and await investigation." He almost became the head of the Sleeping Palace in his last life, so he is naturally very clear about these things.

It was also after Li Fenglan's voice reminded that Jiang Yichang, the stern and selfish head of the sect, finally remembered that Li Fenglan should be locked up in a dark prison for trespassing on the main peak of the sect, Yu Ling Palace.

After finishing speaking, Li Fenglan went straight out.

Looking at his back, Jiang Yichang thought - when Li Fuyue was not expelled from the sect thousands of years ago, whenever there was any major event in the cultivation world, the other party would always be the one who stood at the top of the Sleeping Palace.

And I have long been used to looking at each other's backs.

The back view in front of me at this moment overlapped with the past thousands of years ago.

"Yes." Even like a thousand years ago, Jiang Yichang couldn't hold back and said this word to Li Fenglan's back.

Outside Yu Ling's hall, Li Fenglan walked slowly towards the dark prison, as if she didn't care about her identity being known, without looking back.

In Yu Ling's hall, after the hall door was closed, the cultivator who had always demanded himself in the posture of a fairy finally held back the cold disciple card in both hands, and slowly sat down on the ground...

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Jiang Yichang recognized Li Fenglan, but he didn't tell anyone about it.

After personally sending Li Fenglan into the dark prison, he just said a word and left there: "Before the death of the master Xianzun, it was Li Fuyue who wanted to kill the Three Realms... If you think of Li Fenglan from now on, you can treat him as a person of all kinds. The past is gone with the wind."

That night, Li Fenglan's mood was always agitated, until Jiang Yichang walked out of the prison after saying this, and then he slowly shifted his gaze to the back of the man who was getting far away.

Li Fenglan did not expect that Jiang Yichang, who has always been known for his impartiality and selfishness, would choose to let herself go.

Just like Jiang Yichang would also think that after leaving the Sleeping Palace and the dark prison, he sat in the palace for a night, but his mind was full of images of Li Fuyue's madness back then.

...

To talk about what happened to Li Fenglan that night, it was witnessed by most of the sects. And before Da Ming, the news that he was locked in a dark prison spread throughout the entire sect.

If it is said that after hearing this incident, the most excited person is none other than Meng Linzhou.

As soon as Chen arrived, Meng Linzhou came to the dark cell.

Now Li Fenglan was leaning against the wall of the dark cell sleepily due to blood loss, and seemed willing to say a word.

Only Meng Linzhou was alone, and his voice resounded throughout the cell.

"... Ashamed to be a master. In the last life, at most, I went to the cliff because of mistakes. I never came to a place like the dark prison." Meng Linzhou's tone was filled with deep reverence.

If ordinary people say this sentence, Li Fenglan thinks that the other party is probably mocking.

But Meng Linzhou...

He believes that Meng Linzhou is really lamenting himself as a master, and it is a very admirable thing to be sent to a dark prison for committing crimes.

Sure enough, Meng Linzhou was not at all concerned about what happened to Li Fenglan last night, and why Li Fenglan was so abnormal, he still said to himself: "It really is like a master."

Li Fenglan: "..."

The apprentice's mind is really good.

Such an incident happened last night, Li Fenglan looked calm on the surface, but in fact, she will spend the whole night to see the light of the snowy Meizhou in her mind. Speaking of which, I really should thank Meng Linzhou, a traitor, if it were him, Li Fenglan would know when to get out of that emotion.

Because of the blood loss, Li Fenglan still leaned against the wall vigorously, while Meng Linzhou continued his emotion.

At this moment, there was another crisp ringtone from outside the prison, which meant that someone came here to see Li Fenglan again.

The person sitting on the ground looked up reflexively, and then he saw—Ling Yan in black appeared in front of his eyes through the light curtain.

"Feng Lan." The visitor softly called his name, and then walked straight to Li Fenglan through a spiritual barrier in the dark prison.

Once the sleeping palace is a dark prison, the healing speed of the wounds of the prisoners will be different from that of ordinary people. So one night, Li Fenglan is still the same as a few days ago, her hair on her temples is all messed up, and she is sitting here covered in blood.

Only Ling Yan knew that at the moment he saw Li Fenglan, his heart ached violently.

He found that he cared more about the person in front of him than he imagined.

Every small wound on Li Fenglan's body is so dazzling in his eyes.

Ling Yan slowly knelt on the ground, he carefully took Li Fenglan's hand, and gently stroked the small wound. In a blink of an eye, the wounds that had been opened by Gang Qi healed.

And it wasn't until this time that Meng Linzhou realized that he didn't notice the injury on Master's body just now, and even quarreled that he could rest?

Also...too filial piety!

Whether it's Li Fenglan or Ling Yan, they don't have the mood to talk to Meng Linzhou.

After the wound on the back of Li Fenglan's hand healed, Ling Yan's eyes moved all the way to his arm.

"Does it still hurt?" Ling Yan asked softly while using spiritual power to treat his wound.

Li Fenglan was so excited last night that she actually forgot about the pain, but when Ling Yan said this, he felt that his numb nerves seemed to come alive at this moment.

And the grievance and willingness of that night also came to him at the same time.

Li Fenglan's nasal words reached Ling Yan's ears: "It hurts a bit..."

Meng Linzhou:! ! !

Is this still Master? Was he taken away?

But what surprised Meng Linzhou even more was yet to come.

Ling Yan slowly put Li Fenglan's arm down, and then unexpectedly... hugged him carefully.

Li Fenglan was half a head shorter than Ling Yan, and now he was sitting against the wall, but suddenly his vision was dark. By the time he reacted, he had already been hugged into Ling Yan's arms.

Even Ling Yan's hand was placed behind Li Fenglan's head carefully, separating him from the cold wall.

Li Fenglan's whole body fell into a warm embrace.

A burst of fragrance penetrated through the clothes and spread to the tip of his nose, smelling this faint cold fragrance, Li Fenglan's mood unexpectedly calmed down.

"It will happen again in the future..." Ling Yan hugged Li Fenglan and whispered in his ear.

His tone was extremely gentle.

This sentence is not only for Li Fenglan, but also for himself.

But Li Fenglan felt that Ling Yan's voice had never been as difficult as this moment.